Bustling confusion,
Nervous trembling,
What now? What next?
Being put to the test.

Unsettled, unsure,
Feels just like before.
But is it?
Or can it change?

New, Fresh, Hopeful.
But ready? I don't know.
Forward or back?
I know the answer but can it be?

It seems, once again, it's all up to me.

Not acknowledged  but known,
Silent until fully grown.

Starting small as an untaimed seed,
growing and blossoming, borne of need.

Purpose uncertain, origin unsure,
Reaching out of nothing, innocent and pure.

What have I embarked upon,
Perhaps I'll never know.

But I'll happily follow on this fresh new path,
and just enjoy the show.

Heavy, Hazy, Heat
Stifling,
Brewing, Building, Burdening

It has arrived,
spinning, swirling, emotional coil,
spiraling out of control,
strengthening, getting closer now,
all hope lost as fear takes over,
the end is nigh,
tension high,
where do we go from here?

And suddenly it stops,
Gales reduce and pressure drops,
All is still, calm, a slight chill
Hope on the horizon now,
The light returns, remembering how,
All is fresh and clean and new,
I can return to finding you.

Blemished by the experience
Worn and fatigued
Murky and uncertain
Static, unfree

Scrubbing at the past
until it begins to clear
Soaking in the truth of things
Clarity is near

Stepping out and drying off,
toweling away all the debris
Fresh and fragrant now I stand.
Ready, a new Me.

Uncertain, maybe sure
Thinking, waiting,
hoping, wondering,
mine not yours
Ours...maybe not

The in between unending
Yes or No, stay or go,
together or apart?
Head or Heart?
Which will set me free?

Unmoving, inaction,
Right or Wrong?
Do I know, do I care?
Unimportant? Unfair?
Unanswered, pressure mounts.

Experimental, wait and see.
Fear and curiosity,
Only these will lead to me.
Must be brave, set me free.
Moving on, becoming me.

Sleepy smile,
without thought or intent,
just pleasant,
uncomplicated affection
lingers with a warmth
surrounding me
with my own sleepy smile,
as I lie alone
but with you
making your way
to my heart

Drip Drop Splash
Thought trickling in transit
descended from where,
from what?
To where? For what?
For good, bad or squat?
To follow or to watch,
To be pursued or forgot,
Intelligent or not
They fall into the eternal pool
Whats next?